Tuesday, February 25, 2014

From the beginning

I would have never considered that I needed to lose a few lbs. I never though of myself as thick. Sure I had a muffin top that I learned how to hide but after 3 kids that is totally normal, right!!!

What woman doesn't walk past a store window and do the roll check?

And I did exercise on a regular basis. I took a kickboxing class 5 mornings a week for almost 2 years and had started to get into Zumba and Spinning, I ran a 1/2 marathon ( OK, I did more walking then actual running). Lots and lots of Cardio.

And then I just stopped everything......

What made me stop.... A little of this and a little of that. I never saw a change, why am I busting my butt to see the exact same number on the scale. The pressure.....being married to a fitness crazy guy can sometimes get a little overwhelming. But, I think my biggest downfall was that I was in a complete and total funk and I had to find a way to dig myself out of it.

My eyes opened when one of my best friends got married. I had ordered my bridesmaid dress over the phone thinking that it may need to be taken in a little but it should fit. Wow....was I surprised, it zipped tight and then I saw the pictures. Nothing was hidden and the worst part was the Spanx I brought with me never made it on because I felt like they were cutting off circulation. No...Seriously I couldn't breathe.

After that was when I decided that I need to do one of two things. Either accept and continue to make excuses or I can really get serious and make changes. But, if I was to really do it I had to do it for ME!!!! Not because my husband was leaving not so subtle hints but, for ME. So I made a game plan and told no one.